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... dshot veins spiderwebbed across his eyes, his jaw locked tight, and his chest rose with the measured rhythm of someone trained to control panic. The cords binding his wrists dug into the bark of the tree behind him—Sienna’s knots, Evelyn’s reinforcement, and my final pass to make sure nothing slipped.
No tension in his shoulders. No pleading. Just a soldier’s stillness. Waiting. Calculating.
He hadn’t spoken since waking.
I didn’t offer him the comfort of silence.
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